Ego fiercely defends status quo, perceives movement as predator Soul craves peace, provoked by the illusion division the public glide How do we manage when progress, stripped bare displaces understanding? Alone, I cycle through these observations encounter jammed passages Dismayed by deviancy messages aimed to exploit the vulnerable naked and blind. (For Eugi’s Causerie weekly […]
Strains of “Desperado” float through my mind as images of the plague assault me- this new life too much, future unforeseeable caught in a dystopian novel. (Tuesdays I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image my own.)
Artistic sensibility hungered by the exquisite craves expression The critic guffaws decries creativity starves the impulse Who unleashed such nonsense, such magical thinking! To think beauty once espied can be replicated and by such an amateur the unskilled hand an unworthy representative. But the artist, unleashed knows only magic – this genie will not be […]
Lovely photos and words, V.J.
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Thank you!
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You’re welcome!
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so beautiful to look at, even though I don’t like to drive in it
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Thanks and agreed.
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V.J., I may not like snow, but I do have to admit your photos makes it look so pretty 😀 😀
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Thanks Cee. It has its moments.
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Gorgeous photos and poem! It’s strange that it is still Autumn until Dec 20th, yet all over the US ans where you live Winter decided to take over early! Beautiful work as always V.J.! ❤
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Weather seldom seems to follow a calendar. Thanks Deborah.
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